Edgar’s Jealousy

Suddenly, Bristol lifted the radio from the table and slammed it heavily onto the ground.

"Clang!"

A loud noise made everyone in the room tremble!

They were already mentally exhausted, unable to bear even the slightest disturbance.

This loud noise seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back for everyone.

High school girl Ann slowly crouched down, curling up, holding her legs, tears streaming down her face.

Arlene looked at the timer, a hint of despair in her eyes, her eyes slowly turning red.

Even the elite guy slumped to the ground in despair, his eyes lifeless, muttering repeatedly:

"I don't want to die... I don't want to die..."

The radio that was thrown to the ground instantly shattered into pieces, fragments of its shell flying everywhere, its components scattered messily around.

Bristol no longer had time to tend to everyone's emotions and feelings.

Their eyes kept scanning the scattered parts on the ground, searching carefully.

Finally, a hint of joy appeared in Bristol's eyes, as their gaze settled on a certain spot on the ground.

They walked over, bent down, and picked up the square black stone with the coiled wire around it. They tore off the wire around the stone and casually tossed it aside.

Then Bristol strode over to the almost collapsing wooden bed.

"Bang bang bang!"

They kicked the bed hard several times until it completely fell apart.

Next, Bristol picked up a relatively long wooden plank, a satisfied smile playing on their lips.

Looking around at everyone, Bristol paused noticeably when they saw Ann.

Then they walked up to Ann, squatting down to meet her eyes, and said kindly:

"Ann, can you take off your hairband and let me use it for a moment?"

Ann, her eyes red from crying, hesitated for a moment upon hearing Bristol's words.

Then without hesitation, she took off her hairband and handed it to Bristol.

Ann remembered clearly that it was Bristol, the brother in front of her, who had come up with a way to save everyone in the previous room.

Using Ann's hairband, Bristol tightly tied the black stone to one end of the wooden plank.

"What are you planning to do with that?" Arlene, with slightly red eyes and a hint of nasal tone, asked.

Bristol glanced at her and smiled, saying, "Finding the key."

"With this?" Arlene pointed to the wooden plank in Bristol's hand, looking doubtful, with a hint of disbelief on her face.

Bristol nodded, then looked at the timer on the door.

04:23. Seeing that time was running out, Bristol didn't say much more. They held the wooden plank and went straight to the pit of needles.

They extended the end of the wooden plank with the stone into the pit, moving carefully along the edge towards the center.

Bristol was completely focused on watching the wooden plank in the pit, moving slowly and cautiously, inch by inch.

Arlene and Ann were drawn to Bristol's strange behavior and involuntarily walked to the edge of the pit, watching every move Bristol made.

"Ding."

A very subtle sound came from the pit of needles.

Arlene and Ann saw something swiftly fly up from the countless syringes, sticking tightly to the stone on the wooden plank.

Upon seeing this, Bristol quickly pulled the wooden plank back and removed the thing stuck tightly to the stone.

In the corner, the Billy doll's pupils shrank suddenly upon seeing what Bristol held, a hint of surprise flickering in its eyes, quickly replaced by calmness.

Looking at the same mysterious pattern, Bristol was certain: this was the key, and of course, it was also the second talisman!

Bristol hurriedly ran to the front of the door, sticking the second talisman they obtained onto the timer of the door.

01:23.

The timer stopped, frozen at one minute and twenty-three seconds.

Ervin, sitting next to the door, stared at the timer in disbelief— it had stopped!

He suddenly stood up, rubbed his eyes quickly, then looked back at the timer, afraid he might be seeing things.

Others also stood up, looking over with faces of disbelief!

No one had expected that Bristol's peculiar behavior would actually lead to finding the key among so many syringes!

"Creak."

The door slowly opened!

Everyone rushed over, their faces filled with joy!

"Thank you... Thank you..."

Bertha looked at Bristol with gratitude in her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, her voice slightly trembling.

Arlene's eyes were also red, which added a touch of vulnerability to her, making people want to protect her.

[It's opened just like that? Just like this?]

[Coach, I want to learn this technique too!]

[Upstairs, maybe take a break.]

[I'm going to check the chat, who knows what just happened?]

[Stop talking, we might miss the exciting plot again!]

The audience in the livestream room was stunned, the chat messages bombarding the screen like artillery shells!

[Congratulations to all players for clearing the level and receiving the clearance rewards.]

[The rewards will be distributed based on each player's performance.]

Once again, the sound of clearance rewards echoed in the room.

Bertha looked at her phone and indeed received the reward notification from the app.

[Player: Bertha]

[Level: Newbie]

[Passed Levels: Two]

[Clearance Rating: C]

[Clearance Reward: 5 points]

[Points can be exchanged for items such as tools, medicines, and pets within the Death Game APP, corresponding to their respective values.]

[Points can also be exchanged for money outside, with 1 point equal to 10,000.]

Others also checked their rewards for this round and found them to be exactly the same as the previous level.

But no one had any complaints in their hearts—being alive was the greatest reward for everyone!

Only Edgar, the elite among them, looked dissatisfied, his hand holding the phone trembling slightly.

This time, he only received a D grade and 2 points!

Why? Everyone else got a C, and he's the only one with a D!

This made Edgar very unhappy, feeling that this game was unfair!

Even that crybaby Bertha managed to get a C, so why did he only get a D!

Edgar's face gradually became gloomy, filled with anger!

At this moment, the Billy Doll in the corner slowly approached Bristol.

Its tottering steps made it look as if it might collapse at any moment, but coupled with its terrifying face, it seemed especially eerie.

"How... did you come up with that?"

The Billy Doll looked at Bristol, its eyes devoid of any ripples, its thin voice sending shivers down one's spine, making them feel uneasy.

"It's simple. All the needles in the pit are made of stainless steel, while the talisman is different—it contains a large amount of iron."